Been wanting to draw Loona for a pretty long time, so I took a change and did it. This is only the sketch though! If you'd like to see the finished drawing before anyone else, >>join me on P4treon<< and become part of the Phox Nation!

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The red and magenta neon lights are dancing in your head. You've been in this party for quite some time, you're no longer in your own realm, but that in which the supernatural, the things from below dwell. It is better than it sounds though, as it is here and only there where you can find what you're looking for. There is only one reason why you've made the effort to follow all the rules and perform all the rituals to get here:

Getting laid with demons!

The strange silhouettes dancing around you are hard to describe, let's just say some of creatur- I mean... partygoers look more "coherent" than others. Some look humanoid, others not so much. But a few vaguely familiar, reminiscent of those characters from the type of anime, cartoons and animation that are all about the occult. Those you've been into ever since you were a wee lad.

It is only when a certain someone enters the lounge that you start sweating, get all blushed and feel like your sword is ready to sting. You know her, you're a long time fan and somehow, you're now in the same room as her. It's unbelievable, but it's happening.

Loona is over there, chatting and catching up with a few invitees right at the entrance. The partygoers all get excited to see her, but not as much as you'd expect. "Isn't she like, a celebrity or porn star here?" you ask in your head, a bit surprised. Not many seem to not be very talkative around her today or straight up avoid looking at her, not that she cares about it. Maybe its because of that big belly she's sporting today. Shameless, she's wearing her favorite bluish grey crop top, showing off that tight gut for all to see. So, what can you do but try to get closer?

Some eldritch horror 9/10 Chad starts talking with her, probably trying to get her to make him company for the night. Seems like the dude isn't eyeing her down as much as you would expect. As if catching up what's turning him off, Loona moves both of her arms behind her head, shoving her body to the front and pushing her big, round, noisy belly forward.

The motion makes it woble and sag, like a baloon full to the brim with soup, her already noisy stomach let out a disgusting "Bloooowwbblll"
"What's going on big boy, is there something you'd like to tell me?" She grins a full on canine grin, the type that makes her shiny white teeth stand out and puts fear into the heart of any prey animal. The Chad noticeably flinches, no longer looking at her in the eyes.
"No, nothing. Have a good- eh... See ya." He moves on, nervous. Leaving a trail of viscous goo behind.

You just got closer to the action, but a few invitees in front of you had gathered in the spot to look at the ongoing scene already, but the second Loona shoots a deadly stare at each one of them they run away like chickens. Hillariously enough, one of them stumbles into the trail of goo and lands horns first into the cold ground, prompting one cry of pain and dozens of laughs from the onlookers. Loona's cynical laugh is so maniacal, yet oddly heartwarming for you.
Come on, take a look at her, she's now just a couple of steps in front of you and while you're not the first one to eye her up today, chances are you're the first one to look so shamelessly at her belly. Jiggling and bouncing with each burst of laughter as she cartoonishly points at the poor devil who just fell. She shoots a side eye at the onlookers, noticing how their faces twist in glee as they rejoice in this demon's suffering... All except one: you.

Now confused, she realizes that you're eyeing her with lust, something she've been craving all night long, but... how much attention you're directing at her big belly is making her wonder why... Wait, ho the hell are you to begin with? she's a regular of this type of parties and this is the first time she's seen someone with no horns, lizard skin, thumb sized fangs, extra eyes or tentacles down here.

She's coming right at you with a stare that could pierce rocks. You just fucked up dude
"Rrrrwlllgouuurrrr" Her gut growls, starting to make weird rumbling and bubbling noises as her digestion is kicking into overdrive. Whatever she ate, her stomach ain't gonna stop protesting. She pauses for a second before resuming her walk towards you. Just when she's about to start questioning you, suddenly the bubbling noise gets louder and her gut starts bloating. One second you hear a rumble beneath her soft white fur and further below the thick layer of fat covering her stomach, the next it starts to inflate like a balloon and for the first time, the hellhound isn't looking as confident as her usual self, in fact she's looking ashamed as she shuts her jaws, feeling something big comming from deep withing her cauldron, climbing up her throat and puffing her cheeks to the brim.
*BraoouuuuuuUURRRRP*
An eruption of wet, stale breath and gastric acid explodes into your face, letting you all covered in Loona's saliva and gastric juices.

Nobody is laughing now.

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This is part 1 out of 2, join us the next time if Loona taking you to a spare room to have some intimate time together sounds like something you'd like to read.

Well, you guys know I'm not a pro when it comes to writing, and there's probably a bunch of spelling mistakes in the paragraphs above. But... Enjoy please.